typhonian highlife - the world of shells
spencer clark (skaters, monopoly child star searchers, fourth world magazine etc.) sending out what will undoubtedly come to be seen as one of the most essential transmissions in the lineage of 'fourth world' sound, music so spatially aware of itself as to take in any and every sound that enters his head from choral drones to garbled speech, tones that sound like they should've been purged before that haven't, immensely naturalistic synthesised sound and everything lurking in between the gaps thereof. incredibly cool trajectory these guys have taken: while ferraro skews the current to gather a misshapen view of the now, clark conjures up something that seems to be the product of some bygone daydream that hasn't come to pass. absolutely magnificent stuff, this.